Wednesday, June 24, 2009


My posts have been few because I have been very busy getting up early to write a new book. I finished it and that's fun to do.

Someone who emails me regularly asked my why I write. She thought a writer must have something to say or something to share with the world. That isn't me. I write to learn.

Until you do it, it is hard to understand just how much a writer learns about life and people and plants and the sky and... love... and... by writing it. Sometimes I think a book writes me. Truly.

It seems like the book was already there and it is telling me stuff, new stuff -- new people, new places, new dreams, new everything. The book tells me what it is and I just write it down and try to spell it right. Sometimes I do.

And this new book was so much fun to learn that I couldn't stay away from it. The characters kept whispering they had more to do and more to say and more to teach me. I even killed some of the characters and they still had things to do and say. In fact, almost every character in this book was dead when the book started.

I learned so much writing this novel that I am currently calling it Dead School.

The one thing I didn't learn was what to do next. Maybe I'll go back to school soon and see if another book is waiting to tell itself to me.

Until then, I'm going to hike around the yard with my dogs and see where the best shade is. You come too?

Saturday, May 9, 2009

GHOSTS & THE GRAVELY ILL


When people are on their death beds they tend to experience ghosts. Most of these experiences are dismissed by others as delusions.

Maybe. Maybe not.

One of the most touching aspects of the nature of dogs and cats is their readiness to provide comfort to, and keep company with, the ill.

And the dying....

And, let's admit it, the recently deceased. Cats and dogs interact with the dead for months and even years after the bodies have been interred. Examples abound.

This is true among their own species and, clearly, among those of other species a dog or a cat may have adopted as family. You, for instance.

It is common for me to hear of a family pet, either dog or cat, continuing to interact with a family member who has passed away. In households who have more than one pet, this is also true when one of their four-legged life companions experience death. I could list dozens of examples I have heard from people who were party to such ghost sensitivity from their family's animals.

I have used examples I have heard as detail and background for stories in both Ghost Dogs of the South and Ghost Cats of the South.

There is another death-bed sort of a ghost I have heard from people who have experienced it. It is a ghost I call The Unknown Comforter. I'll provide a recent true life example in my next blog post.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Hunting the American Witch of Folklore


As I continue to skulk about collecting antique images of witches and witchcraft of American folklore, I came upon this stunning circa-1910 reproduced painting of the Witches of Harz Mountain (Germany). I have added this antique postcard to the collection as a comparison to American folklore witches.


Hell hounds, pitchforks, bat wings, flying pigs! These are so much more frightening images of witches than found at the same time in American produced images of our supposedly scary Halloween witches.


Many of the German traditions were transplanted in American folklore. The close association of witches with Satan, happily, has not made the transition to the American psyche. Even with our history of having put people to death as witches in Salem Massachusetts, Americans tend to keep our evil witches and Satan apart.

In American folklore, individuals tend to tangle with Satan on his lonesome own. In the South, we out-fiddle him, for one thing.

Still, it is striking to compare our "scary witch" traditonal image to that of Germany's. Copied below, and printed for popular consumption at about the same time as the above Harz Mountain witches, is the American image of a witch in flight on her broom (here depicted as being a Salem Massachusetts witch).


Maybe in America, we prefer happier witches. Even though we killed a bunch of people once for being bewitched.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

GHOST CATS IN DURHAM - The Band!


Many thanks to Zachary Corsa for the honor of having a terrific hot band in Durham North Carolina named after the book!

Ghost Cats of the South is now a band. And Zachary was generous enough to mention the book of the same name on the band's website. Check out the link under websites over in the right column.

Here's how Zach describes the group: "We play a folky alternative country/indie style of music, six of us (guitar, bass, keys, drums, cello, violin), and have begun to gig locally as well as other areas in the state. The name is of course an homage to a book I greatly enjoyed."

Cello! Is this too much fun or what?

P.S. I borrowed the art above form the band's website. You should drop by over there and give their samples an ear. These cats are cookin!

Friday, February 27, 2009

GHOST CATS AWARD FINALIST

From Barbara Gatewood, Chairperson, 2009 Darrell Awards Jury:

I am pleased to announce that "Eat-Your-Face Cat" as it appears in Ghost Cats of the South, by Randy Russell, is one of four finalists for a 2009 Darrell Award for best short fiction.

The awards will be presented at 27th Annual MidSouthCon on March 21, 2009.

The Con this year is at Whispering Woods Hotel and Conference Center, Olive Branch, Mississippi.

The Darrell Awards are given in memory of Dr. Darrell C. Richardson. His books include Max Brand: The Man and His Work, and three volumes of The Edgar Rice Burroughs Library of Illustration.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

FRIDAY THE 13TH - ACCENT ON BOOKS - ASHEVILLE

I am so happy to be dropping by for a ghost story exchange at my favorite little bookstore in Asheville! My favorite local witch, Byron Ballard, promised to be there, too.

We'll gather at 6 p.m., Friday, February 13, at Accent on Books. 854 Merrimon Avenue, North Asheville, NC 28804. 828-252-6255. For locals, think "Woodfin." :-)

Apologies for the "press release" copied below (for those of you who are tired of seeing my current title Ghost Cats of the South appear on this page time and time again). I was doing Q&A during a live chat festival Sunday night, sponsored by one of the large cat hobbyist websites, and folks wanted to drop by the blog to see what my ghost kitty book was all about.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Ghost Cats of the South press release

(Written by the editorial staff of John F Blair, Publisher):

You may have heard about Oscar, the cat that makes rounds in a Rhode Island nursing home, just like the doctors. When Oscar senses an elderly resident is near death, he curls up in bed with that person. Sure enough, within a few hours, the resident is gone. Oscar has proven so accurate over the years that staff members now call residents’ families when the cat begins his vigils, to give them advance notice of their loved ones’ deaths.

Don’t believe it? Oscar was written up in the New England Journal of Medicine in 2007.

Randy Russell, a student of cat behavior, is hardly surprised by Oscar. Give Russell half a chance and he’ll tell you about cats that can sit in women’s laps and detect that they’re pregnant, cats that can sense the earliest hints of sickness on your breath, cats that can tell you’re hungry five minutes before you realize it yourself.
The makers of Meow Mix recently placed ten homeless felines in a storefront window in New York City and asked passersby to vote the cats one by one out of the “house.” As with any good promotional gimmick, the contest had a catch—the kitties voted out were placed in permanent homes.

Randy Russell can go Meow Mix one better. He’ll tell you about the stone cottage in the mountain town of Sylva, North Carolina, where the delicious smells of baking attracted countless stray cats over the years. Every Halloween, cats would line up on the porch and select the trick-or-treaters with whom they wanted to live. When those lucky children arrived home and examined their treats, they discovered that the kindly old lady in the stone cottage had made them each a special cat cookie that exactly matched the cats that had chosen them, right down to the color of the fur.

Like the Meow Mix promotion, Russell’s tale has a catch—the kindly old lady in the stone cottage was a witch.

In addition to being a student of cat behavior, Russell is a mutli-published author of Southern States folklore, with a special interest in ghosts. For more than a decade, he has lead an annual week-long Ghost Seminar for the North Carolina Center for the Advancement of Teaching.

“Sadly overlooked in published folklore are people’s encounters with the ghosts of past family members of the four-legged variety,” Russell says. “Conversely, visits from departed pets are easily the most common ghost experiences I hear when people share their real-life encounters with me. And cats refuse to be left out of most anything.”

During his travels across the South, Russell has heard tales of a ghost cat who digs for buried treasure on the beach, a ghost cat who fell into a vat of boiling mash and became part of a batch of meowing moonshine, a ghost cat who helps a truck driver rescue a pair of accident victims in an overturned car. Some ghostly cats are devoted enough to help bereaved parents deal with loss. Others are vicious enough to return in the afterlife to take vengeance on cat-killing lawyers and philanderers.
Not wanting such rich folk tales to be lost, Russell has collected them in a new volume called Ghost Cats of the South, a companion to his highly successful Ghost Dogs of the South.

“For me, being asked if I believe in ghosts is the same as being asked if I believe in mountains,” Russell says. “Yes, of course I do. They’re right there."

As for first-person experiences of ghostly cats, Russell has found them highly unpredictable. “Ghost cats, like cats themselves, don’t always behave the way we would want them to,” he says. “But cats are their own reward, of course. Just ask one.”